Daily Archives: November 21, 2020

Guadalest in the Mountains ~ Darlene Foster

Posted on November 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Darlene Foster’s Blog: A favourite place to visit near us is the historic village of Guadalest located on a pinnacle of rock with spectacular views all around. It requires driving a twisty, narrow road that winds up into … Continue reading →

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Solstice of the Moon: Frustration…

Posted on November 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Sir Walter Scott called it the “…longest, loneliest and loveliest glen in Scotland…”, but to me, our all-too-brief foray into the outer reaches of Glen Lyon was pure frustration. It has absolutely everything you could possibly imagine or want in … Continue reading →

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Revisiting the King’s Table ~ G. Michael Vasey

Posted on November 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey: This weekend, I needed to get into nature – into the bosom of the Goddess so to speak. For me, the connection to the land and to the Goddess is something … Continue reading →

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Claw-in-Glove…

Posted on November 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Wherever the spirit of industry triumphs over the aristocratic spirit woman aspires to the economic and legal independence of a clerk. * Continue reading at France & Vincent

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Living with Elephants… #cancer

Posted on November 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

My neighbour stood six feet back from the doorstep to collect the heavy box that I had been babysitting since its delivery. His eyes were fixed on the headscarf I use to cover my baldness. “We’ve heard you have cancer?” … Continue reading →